A/N: Man I am really getting lost with this fic! Does any one happen to
have a directory? Anyone?
LOL Merry Christmas Guys!
On the elevator ride up, Alex thought of ideas to pin down the perp. Well not perp really, just person. On their level of the building, there was a new detective, she had come about 6 months before.
Annabelle Wilson.
Blond hair, blue eyes. Typical model cop. Like the ones you see on TV. Purely stereotype. The type that justs wanted a gun and a badge. She was one who would be rumored to have slept her way to the top. Not that it would work on Deakins. Her boss could see through anyone.
Alex figured that Detective Wilson would have to visit the bathroom one time or another, so she figured that if she acted nice towards her, a conversation would most likely strike up. Then she could comment on her lipstick color and maybe get a swab.
The elevator stopped at her floor, and as she walked out, she passed her target and flashed Annabelle a perky but shy smile and received one back.
Finding Bobby engrossed in a piece of evidence. Alex asked to see his watch. And he complied not noticing that she never gave it back to him. She look a few evidence bags from his desk and then stole his coffee. Giving Alex another idea.
She walked over to Deakins' office, and knocked.
"Hey boss."
"Alex. Come in? What do you need? Warrant? Help?"
"No. I was just wondering if I could take your place on the coffee mug roster today?"
James looked at her suspiciously but didn't comment. "Yeah sure. I hate doing it anyway."
"Thanks." Alex said with a cheeky smile and bounced out. She headed for the breakroom to spy on the coffee mugs. The more evidence, the better. She was going to completely blitz Bobby's defense!
Soon after, Eames saw her female colleague approach, nose buried in a file, empty mug in hand. Inconspicuously, she hid a swab in her coat sleeve, and offered to wash her cup for Wilson as she was going to wash her own anyway. (This by the way was siting clean on a rack!)
Unknowingly, her colleague took up her her offer, and Alex swabbed the rim of the cup. Taking out a evidence bag she had pinched from Bobby earlier, she bagged the swab in the sterile case, before washing and giving the mug back to her colleague.
Annabelle offered to make her a coffee, but Alex declined, saying that she'd had her caffeine for the day. But extracted a plain, steel teaspoon and set it on the counter for her to use. Alex was full of ways to nail her suspect.
Once again, Wilson fell for it. After stirring her coffee, she licked off the excess coffee on the spoon, never changing her grip on the spoon except to put it down, when she held it by the side edges.
Thanking Eames, she left.
No. Thank YOU! Alex thought happily. She swabbed the side of the spoon for epithelia's, then bagged that and the spoon. "Let's hope that Greg doesn't silver nitrate it this time!" Alex chuckled.
Walking out she yelped, and remembered her letter that she had written earlier, and made a point to extract it later. There was no use now.
She walked back into the squad room and saw Bobby leave Deakins' office, and her boss pick up an envelope. James walking out the door when Alex ran and asked who the envelope was for. Seeing it was in her handwriting, she said she'd give it to him.
Her boss agreed thinking of her odd behaviour all day.
Funny. The handwriting on that envelope really looked like hers.
The captain turned to quickly and missed seeing Eames slipt the letter into her handbag.
Feeling a sudden urge to visit the bathroom, she complied, to find one other colleague in the bathroom, fixing her make up.
Alex decided to put her acting skills to work and stood in front of the mirror to freshen up. Pretending to suddenly look up, she turned to Annabelle.
"Hey! We seem to be meeting so much today."
"Oh. Hi! Yeah. Thanks for the coffee mug washing by the way."
"You're welcome. By the way. I'm Alexandra Eames. My friends just call me Alex though."
"Annabelle Wilson. Hey, you are Goren's partner aren't you?"
"Yeah."
"He's so cute. He has the best solve rate in the department."
"Yeah." Alex smiled. " Hey, I love you're lipstick. I've been looking for a new one, my old one keeps flaking. Could you recommend me a brand?"
"Sure. It's custom made. It was expensive, but it's great. You go to this place and they mix it up for you. Here it is." Suddenly a stern looking Internal Affairs detective walked in and Eames took the tube and walked into a stall pretending to do her business, while actually she was swabbing the inside and out of the lipstick, using two more swabs. She bagged the long blond hair attatched to it.
Once she heard the stern-looking detective walk out, she joind Det. Wilson who was pretending to wash her hands. Flashing her a fake smile, she left to return to the labs again. When the elevators were not quick enough for her taste. She took the stairs.
When she finally got down there, she emerge from the stairs a full ten seconds before the elevator doors opened.
First she stopped by Greg, and gave him explicted details on how to process the 'evidence'. He was to specifically to fill out a formal report also.
After that, she dumped all her swabs and watch with Dawn, silently thanking who ever got her into both DNA and forensic cosmectology.
Trusting Dawn to not mis-process her evidence, she went to supervise Greg. You never knew what Labtechs would do next!
Greg gave her the results a quarter of an hour later, telling her not only that the fingerprint was valid but some shoking news. Annabelle Wilson was an alias used by Shenya Katz. A suspected cop killer, disappeared since June of 2002. Never apprehended or convicted.
Thanking Greg, the information finally sunk in as she asked for Dawn's results.
Reading through them, and temporarily forgetting about Wilson, she went to bombard Bobby with her evidence.
IN DISCUSSION ROOM.
"Alright. I hope you booked an interrogation room and resturaunt. Because you've got some ground to cover!"
"Proceed I guess."
"Lipstick stains from your cheek match a sample I have taken. 100% match. Here's the report. Signed for by Dawn. DNA found in lipstick match four different samples taken from one person. Their epithelials from a spoon and a listick tube and their hair also are a 100% match. Their fingerprints from a spoon also match the foreign print on you watch. Run though AFIS and through my own suspicions, I have found Detective Annabelle Wilson guilty."
Bobby was overwhelmed by the seriousness that Eames had taken and the evidence that was against him.
"Wow! Alex I knew you were good. But this is just brilliant. What can I say. You work fast."
"Thank-you. Where are we going for dinner?"
"That's a surprise."
"Ok. In the meantime. We need to have a meeting with Deakins."
~*~*~*~*~*
"Deakins. This is urgent. Shut the door and don't interrupt any of you until I am finished." Alex stormed into her boss's office with all her evidence and ordered the three other men in the room. Deakins. Bobby. Carver.
"Earlier today. I conducted an informal investigation involving Detective Goren. It regarded a lipstick stain that I was teasing about and we had a minor bet on it." Alex stated. " I procceeded to try to find the owner of the lipstick. In doing so, I had to use my own suspicions as to who it was. My hunch was confirmed when I collected various samples, voluntarily and legally from the owner. I had two lab techs run it through both AFIS and CODIS and the results came back to one Shenya Katz."
She paused as she gauged their reactions.
"Ms. Katz is also a suspected cop killer. She is known also as 'the Seductress'. She is wanted by FBI, CIA, LAPD, NYPD's homicide and SVU squads, ATF and the DEA not to mention the millitary." Eames continued. "And she is in our squad. Detective Annabelle Wilson is an alias used to mask her previous indiscretions. She was given a job in the Major Case Squad around the time period when out staff log computers were down 6 months ago. Therefore none of her DNA details were entered. Only her name, and other requirements were logged."
Standing to face the three men. "So gentleman, how do we proceed."
~*~*~*~*
BOMB SHELL! CLIFF HANGER!! Pk so I didn't really finish it. If you want. Their will be a sequel. This fic I think was to just use some of my forensics knowledge! Also I think it was to make Alex sound all professional and everything, more so than she already is.
Anyway. Please R and R. Tell me what's wrong. Tell me if you want a sequel!
LOL Merry Christmas Guys!
On the elevator ride up, Alex thought of ideas to pin down the perp. Well not perp really, just person. On their level of the building, there was a new detective, she had come about 6 months before.
Annabelle Wilson.
Blond hair, blue eyes. Typical model cop. Like the ones you see on TV. Purely stereotype. The type that justs wanted a gun and a badge. She was one who would be rumored to have slept her way to the top. Not that it would work on Deakins. Her boss could see through anyone.
Alex figured that Detective Wilson would have to visit the bathroom one time or another, so she figured that if she acted nice towards her, a conversation would most likely strike up. Then she could comment on her lipstick color and maybe get a swab.
The elevator stopped at her floor, and as she walked out, she passed her target and flashed Annabelle a perky but shy smile and received one back.
Finding Bobby engrossed in a piece of evidence. Alex asked to see his watch. And he complied not noticing that she never gave it back to him. She look a few evidence bags from his desk and then stole his coffee. Giving Alex another idea.
She walked over to Deakins' office, and knocked.
"Hey boss."
"Alex. Come in? What do you need? Warrant? Help?"
"No. I was just wondering if I could take your place on the coffee mug roster today?"
James looked at her suspiciously but didn't comment. "Yeah sure. I hate doing it anyway."
"Thanks." Alex said with a cheeky smile and bounced out. She headed for the breakroom to spy on the coffee mugs. The more evidence, the better. She was going to completely blitz Bobby's defense!
Soon after, Eames saw her female colleague approach, nose buried in a file, empty mug in hand. Inconspicuously, she hid a swab in her coat sleeve, and offered to wash her cup for Wilson as she was going to wash her own anyway. (This by the way was siting clean on a rack!)
Unknowingly, her colleague took up her her offer, and Alex swabbed the rim of the cup. Taking out a evidence bag she had pinched from Bobby earlier, she bagged the swab in the sterile case, before washing and giving the mug back to her colleague.
Annabelle offered to make her a coffee, but Alex declined, saying that she'd had her caffeine for the day. But extracted a plain, steel teaspoon and set it on the counter for her to use. Alex was full of ways to nail her suspect.
Once again, Wilson fell for it. After stirring her coffee, she licked off the excess coffee on the spoon, never changing her grip on the spoon except to put it down, when she held it by the side edges.
Thanking Eames, she left.
No. Thank YOU! Alex thought happily. She swabbed the side of the spoon for epithelia's, then bagged that and the spoon. "Let's hope that Greg doesn't silver nitrate it this time!" Alex chuckled.
Walking out she yelped, and remembered her letter that she had written earlier, and made a point to extract it later. There was no use now.
She walked back into the squad room and saw Bobby leave Deakins' office, and her boss pick up an envelope. James walking out the door when Alex ran and asked who the envelope was for. Seeing it was in her handwriting, she said she'd give it to him.
Her boss agreed thinking of her odd behaviour all day.
Funny. The handwriting on that envelope really looked like hers.
The captain turned to quickly and missed seeing Eames slipt the letter into her handbag.
Feeling a sudden urge to visit the bathroom, she complied, to find one other colleague in the bathroom, fixing her make up.
Alex decided to put her acting skills to work and stood in front of the mirror to freshen up. Pretending to suddenly look up, she turned to Annabelle.
"Hey! We seem to be meeting so much today."
"Oh. Hi! Yeah. Thanks for the coffee mug washing by the way."
"You're welcome. By the way. I'm Alexandra Eames. My friends just call me Alex though."
"Annabelle Wilson. Hey, you are Goren's partner aren't you?"
"Yeah."
"He's so cute. He has the best solve rate in the department."
"Yeah." Alex smiled. " Hey, I love you're lipstick. I've been looking for a new one, my old one keeps flaking. Could you recommend me a brand?"
"Sure. It's custom made. It was expensive, but it's great. You go to this place and they mix it up for you. Here it is." Suddenly a stern looking Internal Affairs detective walked in and Eames took the tube and walked into a stall pretending to do her business, while actually she was swabbing the inside and out of the lipstick, using two more swabs. She bagged the long blond hair attatched to it.
Once she heard the stern-looking detective walk out, she joind Det. Wilson who was pretending to wash her hands. Flashing her a fake smile, she left to return to the labs again. When the elevators were not quick enough for her taste. She took the stairs.
When she finally got down there, she emerge from the stairs a full ten seconds before the elevator doors opened.
First she stopped by Greg, and gave him explicted details on how to process the 'evidence'. He was to specifically to fill out a formal report also.
After that, she dumped all her swabs and watch with Dawn, silently thanking who ever got her into both DNA and forensic cosmectology.
Trusting Dawn to not mis-process her evidence, she went to supervise Greg. You never knew what Labtechs would do next!
Greg gave her the results a quarter of an hour later, telling her not only that the fingerprint was valid but some shoking news. Annabelle Wilson was an alias used by Shenya Katz. A suspected cop killer, disappeared since June of 2002. Never apprehended or convicted.
Thanking Greg, the information finally sunk in as she asked for Dawn's results.
Reading through them, and temporarily forgetting about Wilson, she went to bombard Bobby with her evidence.
IN DISCUSSION ROOM.
"Alright. I hope you booked an interrogation room and resturaunt. Because you've got some ground to cover!"
"Proceed I guess."
"Lipstick stains from your cheek match a sample I have taken. 100% match. Here's the report. Signed for by Dawn. DNA found in lipstick match four different samples taken from one person. Their epithelials from a spoon and a listick tube and their hair also are a 100% match. Their fingerprints from a spoon also match the foreign print on you watch. Run though AFIS and through my own suspicions, I have found Detective Annabelle Wilson guilty."
Bobby was overwhelmed by the seriousness that Eames had taken and the evidence that was against him.
"Wow! Alex I knew you were good. But this is just brilliant. What can I say. You work fast."
"Thank-you. Where are we going for dinner?"
"That's a surprise."
"Ok. In the meantime. We need to have a meeting with Deakins."
~*~*~*~*~*
"Deakins. This is urgent. Shut the door and don't interrupt any of you until I am finished." Alex stormed into her boss's office with all her evidence and ordered the three other men in the room. Deakins. Bobby. Carver.
"Earlier today. I conducted an informal investigation involving Detective Goren. It regarded a lipstick stain that I was teasing about and we had a minor bet on it." Alex stated. " I procceeded to try to find the owner of the lipstick. In doing so, I had to use my own suspicions as to who it was. My hunch was confirmed when I collected various samples, voluntarily and legally from the owner. I had two lab techs run it through both AFIS and CODIS and the results came back to one Shenya Katz."
She paused as she gauged their reactions.
"Ms. Katz is also a suspected cop killer. She is known also as 'the Seductress'. She is wanted by FBI, CIA, LAPD, NYPD's homicide and SVU squads, ATF and the DEA not to mention the millitary." Eames continued. "And she is in our squad. Detective Annabelle Wilson is an alias used to mask her previous indiscretions. She was given a job in the Major Case Squad around the time period when out staff log computers were down 6 months ago. Therefore none of her DNA details were entered. Only her name, and other requirements were logged."
Standing to face the three men. "So gentleman, how do we proceed."
~*~*~*~*
BOMB SHELL! CLIFF HANGER!! Pk so I didn't really finish it. If you want. Their will be a sequel. This fic I think was to just use some of my forensics knowledge! Also I think it was to make Alex sound all professional and everything, more so than she already is.
Anyway. Please R and R. Tell me what's wrong. Tell me if you want a sequel!